I have to say I was extremely shocked when I opened my email and found the dreadful "Announcment." Dun dun dunnnn. I mean, how much more epic can you get? After reading it (and my reading was puncuated with many "NO. SERIOUSLY?!"s) I came on here and read it again with the same outcome. I felt sad.

Sad because ApricotPie was something I was so proud of. I would literally tell people, "Oh, and I write for this site, called ApriotPie. My name is Sarah Anne on it, go search me." Half of them wouldn't, but some of them did, and are now members on here.

I remember when my good friend, Clare Marie (one of the monthly writers- not that anybody on AP WOULDN'T know who Clare is ;)), first told me about the site in 2007 or something. I looked it up, and was fairly skeptical- I figured it to be just some weird, whacko site that I would be better to not get involved with.

Now I sorely regret my lost opportunity to join ApricotPie sooner.

Yet, when I finally did join, to Clare's delight, I found a whole world of amazingly nice people- and the whole lot of them are good writers too! It inspired me to write more, to read more and to expand my knowledge of the field of English on a whole. For the first time in my life, I thought about what it would be like to go to university for English... and it didn't seem like such a bad idea. I haven't done it yet, but I might. I just might. Yet that is not the point.

The point is, I believe ApricotPie has inspired a new generation of writers, a generation of writers that will change the way society views the world. I think that is 20 years, when our monthly writers are all rich and famous, and a handful of us are working as assistants to editors of tiny newspapers, I think we should all come together with a collection of our writings and publish it in a book. Heck, if we had the money, we could do it now, but I don't know if that would happen.

Anyways, to quote Carroll:

"The time has come,"

The Walrus said,

"To talk of other things.

Of shoes, of ships, of sealing wax

Of cabbages and kings.

And why the sea is boiling hot

And whether pigs have wings."

-Alice in Wonderland, "The Walrus and the Carpenter"